Wednesday, November 07, 2007
I just got back from a conference in Seattle. Some observations:
Despite my plans to bring back a bucket of rain as a souvenir symbolic of Seattle, it didn't rain once while I was there. I brought back a Starbucks coffee cup instead.
Speaking of which, all locations in downtown Seattle have a line of sight path to a Starbucks.
They have good croissants.
The airport's second language was Japanese.
I can only assume, then, that the Japanese word for "Main Terminal" is "Main Terminal."
There was a guy on a street corner shouting about how everyone was going to hell for some sin or another. A street punk was yelling at that guy. A Ron Paul sign holder was having his own verbal altercation with some folks. It felt just like home.
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